the worst things are the hardest to believe. which are indeed the things we want the most to happen. we dream in our ever waking life of things we couldn't possibly handle. if we ever get even a glimpse or a chance at having it, we give it up willingly, run from it, fight it, or half-ass it. For some reason I believe that stupid about the male monkeys that went on, that there's something like that with female monkeys, we dream of things we just base conscious desire, free will, and choice on something.....meta-physical.

And I was gonna talk about human love, compassion, all the good parts. But my stomach just all went "I'm Hungry", so that's that. I'd like for ppl to add their points so ppl on here get to know each other more, and they can voice how they feel. This is how I feel emotion wise, so maybe my worlds can't be felt or seen by but the few, I still speak them though. Better to have done something, and regretted it then what? *yawn*

Now I just finished watching volcano it's almost 10am, Anne Heche is fine, and I'm gonna look for the pic at the end of the digital volcano in downtown L.A. with the Lettering over it Status: A.C.T.I.V.E. Hope I find it. Asta la wago!

_________________________
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!Beware the Jubjub bird, and shunThe frumious Bandersnatch!"